Familiar sleek black wolf padded across the rather abandoned place. Softly scenting the area of the feint scent of the family that once kept the house warm. Nightclaw had a longing for her own sister, but had no other remedy but to come visit and revisit some own memories that would play out in her mind and imagination.
The sleek black animal treaded around the land preferably wanting to leave it untouched, treading to a ledge that was just after the home. As she stared up to the night sky, while a soft huff left her muzzle. Laying out in the soft grass almost tiredly, but rather got comfortable to her side and watch the movie of memories filter into her mind and vision.
This gradually soothed her mind at ease. Closed her eyes shortly in a soft rest as her mind danced in such found memorabilia. ~ Allowing the wind to trickle through every hairline in her body as she softly relaxed in the land.